L., of course I have known about you and R. And yet, because of everything you’ve been through, I didn’t want to say anything. We don’t want to approach certain kinds of communion with words; in part because we are afraid that such an encasing will stifle the new and fragile, and in part, because we don’t want to grasp at it. But I thought of Levertov and Carver and Berry, and most of all, today, Kabir:

जो तुम कूद जाओ भवसागर कला बदाऊं में तेरो
Thrown in the world-ocean, swim with the skill of stillness

 

 

 

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